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Boys and sushi
Garbage In, Garbage Out
Have you ever been in the middle of working out and started weeping? One girlfriend said in the middle of a massage as one knot was released, all this emotion and memory came pouring out. The masseuse told her that it happens sometimes. Maybe the body has memory. It holds things in a way the brain doesn’t. Maybe that knot held onto the day her stepdad died and when she …
other spaces
ENTRY # 1143 I think its funny that what is getting poured into this other space are my relationships. Relationships need to be protected (taking the adjective from the livejournal category). I can talk about lots of other stuff at the public blog, but the proportion of time my head and heart spends here as compared to the private one is not even close. Not as many posts there, but …
a favor?
ENTRY # 474 The design has changed again. Do let me know if theres any kind of strangeness, or if something is missing, or if theres something you’d like. Im contemplating putting my blogrolls on a separate page under “LINKS” (see the top). Itd make for a cleaner design and Im not sure how often people use my roll to get to other places….Also, out of sight is out of …
push – pull
ENTRY # 94 Royby has an on-line survey about blogging. Help a researcher out. (The professor has spoken). Ive been blogging for two months and change now. The survey asks some questions such as, “Why do you do it?” I answered succinctly- addiction. To put my thoughts down. Through time, to find the patterns of what is important to me…and recently, what is important to others. Recent conversations through comments …
Return of the vivid dream
ENTRY # 93 I awoke to the sound of the dog barking. It was a hot a humid night. Normally he likes being out, but not when it begins to rain. Unfortunately, it was in the middle of a bizarre dream. I crawl on my belly like some soldier under fire over blades of words and sentences. They stand upright like blades of grass. They crunch under my weight. They …
Welcome
ENTRY # 92 I check out the numbers at siteMeter to see how many people may have visited in a given day, and my thought is always the same — I don’t have this many friends. So that begs the question, who are you? Howd you get here? (Really. Not a rhetorical question). Culturally, what Id be doing is offering you food, and a place to put your shoes and …
Novel ideas
ENTRY # 91 George says this in his entry “Be Like the Squirrel”… Now, if this blog were a novel, the following would considered a clunky and obvious metaphor. The house is empty, the yard is overgrown with knee-high grass and weeds, and the neighborhood has clearly taken a turn for the worse. But this blog is not a novel, and the dilapidated state of the house signifies nothing beyond …
The power of the camera compells you…
ENTRY # 90 Aidan, is so Filipino in this particular aspect. When someone lifts a camera, he flings himself in front of it – usually with tongue out, or doing moose horns, or… My cousins? Someone whips out the Nikon and its like that last scene in “The Longest Yard”, in slow motion I can see them running their hands through their hair, leaping over babies and furniture, fixing their …